Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 277 Variety show preparation (please subscribe, please monthly ticket)

Suppressing the intense joy and shock in her heart, Zhang Jing stood up, held her laptop, knocked on the door and walked into Watts' office.

"Ms. Watts, although I think these words may make you feel a little unbelievable, I guarantee that what I say next is true!"

Watts was also a little curious by Zhang Jing's serious excitement: "Okay, tell me quickly, don't tell me this is a comic about rock and roll!"

"Although he doesn't write about rock music, his screenwriter is Wave, and the original artist is the husband of Wave's manager!"

"Are you sure what you said is true?" Although Zhang Jing had emphasized it seriously just now, Watts still couldn't believe it at this time.

She dragged Zhang Jing's notebook in front of her, and she didn't need Zhang Jing to translate it for him. She read it on the intranet herself.

After waiting for 5 minutes, she read the English introduction of the book again, then stood up and said to Zhang Jing: "Jing, I think we should work simultaneously. You will summarize the details, and I will roughly translate the text first."

"But Ms. Watts, the company hasn't decided whether to introduce it yet..."

"Jing, you have to believe in the editor's vision and Wave's strength. Don't you think this is a very rock and roll thing? I didn't understand it at first, but now I think about it, it makes sense. Only the attitude and spirit of a rock person, Only in this peaceful era would we bring out this kind of subject matter for creation again!"

"Huh? Does this have anything to do with it?" Zhang Jing did not expect that Watts could think of so many points that she had thought of at once.

"I think the spirit of rock and roll is resistance and improvement! The man wearing the mask should be the protagonist. I think what he does, in addition to the driving force of revenge, is the resistance to the social system. Isn't it the portrayal of many rock people's songs? What?"

Hearing this, Zhang Jing, who didn't know much about history, was a little dumbfounded, but that didn't stop her from thinking Bian Lang was awesome!

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In Spring City, at the Tank4S store, Bian Lang drove his old car over for modification. At the same time, the car for the show had also arrived. As one of the people who wanted to use this car to pick up the guests at the airport, Bian Lang came over to watch other programs. While using the car, I also had to take Liang Zi, who was also the pick-up guest, to drive around the Ant Nest to familiarize myself with the route.

After driving the car into the workshop and handing it over to the technicians who followed, Bian Lang and Liang Zi saw the show car in the parking lot under the arrangement of the staff.

The car used for the show was modified from a test car from a 4S store. It was said to be modified, but it actually meant that various car stickers with the program's logo were affixed, and various filming equipment were installed inside.

After the staff debugged all the equipment, the two people, accompanied by the program staff, got in the car and set off for the ant nest.

There was no problem on the highway for more than two hours. Liang Zi took videos along the way and sighed: "The climate in Yunnan Province is really three-dimensional. You have to wear thick coats in Spring City, but you can only wear short sleeves in Yigongfang." !”

When we arrived at Antworks, many of the renovations that had to be carried out due to the program's arrival have been completed.

Compared with the last time I came here, many places that were still in a state of bare soil have been planted with various succulent plants under the guidance and design of Lao Luo.

Looking at the exquisite landscaping combining pieces of meat and pottery, Bian Lang asked Lao Luo: "Teacher Luo, you didn't teach us this when we were in school!"

"You have to learn what I taught you! Look, how many of the things you are doing now are related to sculpture?"

"Uh!" Bian Lang was speechless.

However, Lao Luo still opened his mouth to introduce Bian Lang. In his words, when other guests come, don't ask questions. After all, they are also students of me, Lao Luo.

"This should actually be called a root plant. You see, this one is called the Ivory Palace! It is native to Madagascar. If it is in other parts of our country, it may have entered a dormant period..."

Bian Lang followed for a long time and then saw a plant that looked like a cracked turtle shell with a vine hanging on it and said, "Hey, I know this. Is it that mountain turtle?"

"This is called a turtle-shelled dragon, and it's related to the mountain tortoise you mentioned. However, this one is more expensive. One as big as a fist costs several hundred yuan!"

The aunt who was cleaning next to her heard this and said directly to Lao Luo: "Teacher Luo, what do you think is the use of planting these? They are expensive, they grow slowly, and they don't eat..."

"Sister-in-law, it's just a curiosity. Come on, are your sour pomegranates ripe? Wait, take me, a student, to pick some to try."

"It's ready to eat. I didn't cut down the sour pomegranates just to keep you in check. Nowadays, everyone eats sweet pomegranates with soft seeds. Who wants to buy sour pomegranates? I can't even sell them!"

Although the aunt's tone was a bit complaining, there was a smile on her face. I guess Lao Luo's popularity here is quite good.

"Auntie, what you said is wrong. Nowadays, these new varieties of fruits are cultivated for sweetness. Basically, they have no other taste except sweetness. They are not at all the fruity taste we ate when we were children."

The aunt glanced at Liang Zi and said with a smile: "I'm afraid you, a little foreigner, have never tasted our sour pomegranates. When the time comes, your teeth will be sore. Don't say that aunt lied to you!"

"No, no..." Seeing Liang Zi's interested expression, Bian Lang couldn't bear to tell him the truth.

After all, he was born in a province where nothing could be solved by a bald man with a bottle of yellow peach. Picking pomegranates from trees, something that seemed common to Yunnanese people, was really strange in Liang Zi's eyes.

After taking another look at the preparations for the ant nest, Bian Lang and Liang Zi took a staff member and the aunt to pick pomegranates.

Auntie didn't have any tools, so she just picked the shorter ones directly, while the taller ones had to be climbed up the tree.

Liang Zi took the lead and climbed up the tree. After a while, he picked a small basket and came down.

Looking at the bright red pomegranate peel, Liang Zi said with disbelief: "Can this be sour? Brother Lang, don't lie to me!"

“You’ll know after you eat and see!”

Taking the knife attached to the keychain handed over by the aunt, Liang Zi directly picked the largest one and made a slash in the middle, and then broke it in half with his hands.

Looking at the purple-red pomegranate rice inside, Liang Zi said again: "Just lie to me, a foreigner!" After saying that, he picked off a few and threw them into his mouth.

Bian Lang, who had experienced this kind of sour feeling in his previous life, thought of that feeling and now felt his teeth sour when he saw Liang Zi's actions.

Sure enough, before waiting for a few seconds, Liang Zi squinted his eyes and shouted: "Oh my God, this pomegranate is too sour! My teeth are going to be sour!"

Bian Lang looked at his sour expression and laughed: "Look at how cowardly you are, where was your momentum just now?"

Liang Zi looked at the two halves of the pomegranate left in his hand, lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "I thought you were teasing me, but I didn't expect you to be so honest!"

When the staff saw this scene, they quickly took out their mobile phones and took a picture, preparing to go back and tell the director that laying a trap for the guests here should be very effective for the show.

Auntie looked at it and giggled: "Auntie, you won't listen, Auntie, I'm so old, but I still lie to you when I'm so young? What do you mean, I don't think you are playing in the mud like Teacher Luo, right? What are you doing?"

Hearing Auntie's question, Liangzi, who had already been cheered up by the sourness, began to explain to Auntie: "Auntie, we play rock music! You know rock music, it's that..."

The aunt was confused. After Liang Zi finished explaining, her mother said the same thing as before: "What's the use of playing with that?"

Liang Zi was dumbfounded by this question and really didn't know how to answer.

Bian Lang was happy because he thought of Aunt Liang's words again: "Brother, you play rock and roll, what's the point of playing it?"

Thinking of this, he patted Liang Zi who was still there and said, "I'll give you a song when I go back later. You should practice it first. You can use it depending on the situation on the show!"

Seeing the music director starting to work, the staff also became interested: "Teacher Bian, is it another new song?"

When Bian Lang heard this, he immediately said vigilantly: "You are not allowed to take pictures and post them online. This is related to the ratings of the show. You must have signed a confidentiality contract, right?"

As soon as he said this, he was still thinking about opening a new hole in the sand pit and said with some frustration: "Teacher Bian, can you record and upload the other songs quickly?"

Regarding this request, Bianliang could only patiently explain: "When the Rolling Stones have allocated relevant personnel in place, I will let you all enjoy it once and for all next year!"

During dinner, the staff told the director what happened today, and the director felt that it was a pity that Bian Lang was just a flying guest. If he could write a song live on the show, those fans of Bian Lang would not be able to live in the show. I'll keep watching until the end.

But forget it if you can't ask for it. Thanks to Bian Lang, the show now has a diva and a top star on the show. This is already the most glorious moment of his career so far. There is really nothing to complain about.

After dinner, Bianlang brought the guitar and sang "Trick" to a group of people.

Everyone present, especially the staff who went to pick pomegranates, all admired Bian Lang for his ability to write songs about anything he caught!

"Just like the director wants, if Teacher Bian can appear on the show for more time and contribute some new holes to the sand pit posts, then the update-chasers will not chase our show to death!"

As for Liang Zi, he thought that one day he could sing this song at a music festival full of rock people and ask these rock people: "What is the use of playing rock music?"

Think about the confused expressions of those rock people below, this is definitely cool!

On the way back to Spring City, Liang Zi hummed this song all the way. Finally, Bian Lang stopped at the service area and asked Liang Zi to drive a section for him, and finally his ears cleared up.

As for the plastic bags of sour pomegranates in the trunk of the car, Liang Zi had already planned to let his colleagues who were not from Yunnan Province taste them one by one after returning to the company!
(End of this chapter)